Afraid he might have misread the situation, Liu Zhi flipped through the records again and checked them twice before looking up and asking,
"Could there be something wrong with the intelligence on this faction?"
Amanet looked puzzled. She came over to take a look, then furrowed her brow as well.
"It does seem off."
The report contained several claims marked as reliable, but for some reason, it had only a few scant details about the faction. Most of what it said was speculation or conjecture.
Many of the habits described here were unlike those of the undead under Liu Zhi.
The undead had some culture, but often they had no way to write things down.
What was more, those claims marked as reliable carried a power that made people believe, almost involuntarily, that what they were reading was the truth.
If Liu Zhi hadn't been a master of souls, with Soul Extraction already approaching the Mythical level, even he might have believed it all without realizing.
This was the biggest giveaway. Once Amanet had been alerted to it by Liu Zhi, her expression turned serious too. She took back the reports she had given him, preparing to investigate the surrounding area again.
After Amanet left, Liu Zhi also took a moment to relax.
Although they had been attacked by the beasts, the Plague Camp had at least put down roots by now.
Most of the structures Liu Zhi had ordered built earlier were already complete. Green mist was beginning to pour continuously from the plague barrels beside them.
The green mist's range would keep expanding until it covered the entire camp, making it a more suitable place for the Undead Army to live.
As for the environment on this glacier, that wasn't something Liu Zhi needed to worry about. Besides,